Quite a hectic day. Too many meetings and a few unexpected requests for explanation/advice that I really could have done without.
Cheered myself up by paying a visit to Travelling Man (local branch of gaming/comic shop) and Hobbycraft (local branch of craft store chain) after work. Travelling Man was celebrating it's 20th anniversary. There was cake, wine, free t-shirts, and 20% off everything. So I bought a couple of things. (Okay, possibly not everyone got the wine, but I am a known good customer.) Went on to Hobbycraft cheered up by the wine (cheap but drinkable red) and got a few bits of this and that - some thread, a new pair of round-nosed pliers for jewelry work (my old ones no longer have a good crisp hold), a magazine, and a couple of new boxes to try and resort my bead stash. Got home and after a bit of collapse, spent a while happily resorting my bead stash.
Sometimes one just needs to resort stash. Among other things, it lets you remember some of the cool stuff you'd forgotten you had, and reminds you of why you enjoy the hobby. It does often end up in unrealistic plans, but that's life. In fact, life often does that too.
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"For fifty years they do nothing and then suddenly there's you," she said. "How did that happen?"
"You know what you smell like to me, Ty," I said. "Brandy and cigars and old rope."
"They hung Jonathan Wild at Tyburn," she said. "For all that he thought himself the Thief Taker General of Great Britain."
I didn't answer that one, because I felt getting out the front door intact was more important.
-- Moon Over Soho, Ben Aaronovitch
Cheered myself up by paying a visit to Travelling Man (local branch of gaming/comic shop) and Hobbycraft (local branch of craft store chain) after work. Travelling Man was celebrating it's 20th anniversary. There was cake, wine, free t-shirts, and 20% off everything. So I bought a couple of things. (Okay, possibly not everyone got the wine, but I am a known good customer.) Went on to Hobbycraft cheered up by the wine (cheap but drinkable red) and got a few bits of this and that - some thread, a new pair of round-nosed pliers for jewelry work (my old ones no longer have a good crisp hold), a magazine, and a couple of new boxes to try and resort my bead stash. Got home and after a bit of collapse, spent a while happily resorting my bead stash.
Sometimes one just needs to resort stash. Among other things, it lets you remember some of the cool stuff you'd forgotten you had, and reminds you of why you enjoy the hobby. It does often end up in unrealistic plans, but that's life. In fact, life often does that too.
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"For fifty years they do nothing and then suddenly there's you," she said. "How did that happen?"
"You know what you smell like to me, Ty," I said. "Brandy and cigars and old rope."
"They hung Jonathan Wild at Tyburn," she said. "For all that he thought himself the Thief Taker General of Great Britain."
I didn't answer that one, because I felt getting out the front door intact was more important.
-- Moon Over Soho, Ben Aaronovitch